Wednesday, December 16, 2009

good girl

the blue light dims
as whispering voices fall into a hush

my heart beats to the energy of my youth
palpitating through my body

nervousness and cunning assurance fill my heart
i feel my breath in my lungs and my ribcage moving

so alone

yet

full and complete

i walk the walk-- there is not another way,
or so it seems to me, at this bold age

i say the lines, they have taught me to say,
alone on this big bright stage.

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